When I come up for air, he pulls my mouth to his before I cantake a full breath, our lips crash against one another, hungry and desperate for more.
Straddling him once again, I rub the length of my sopping cunt over his cock. Just feeling our bodies rubbing against one another is enough to send me over the edge. He adjusts himself so that his head is at my entrance and guides my hips as I slowly seat his length inside me. I whimper at the fullness. The stretch is so intense, I’m seeing stars in my vision.
“You’re doing so fucking good, Candy.” He encourages me. I nod, trying to find my center as he thrusts himself in and out of me slowly. He’s gentle at first, gauging the way my body moulds to his. The way my pussy stretches to fit around his massive size. But just as my moans increase, so does his tempo. He begins to fuck me so hard my body is bouncing over his as he holds my waist against him, a promise that he’ll hold me down, no matter how rough things might get. He fucks me into oblivion. My release is building so intensely, I feel I may never touch the ground again once he sends me over the edge.
“I want to hear you come, baby. Come on my cock.”
And I do.
An orgasm tears through my body so intensely, it feels as if I’ve been hit with an electric current, sending waves to the tips of my toes.
“Knox!” I scream, gripping onto him like a lifeline.
“Fuck, Sweetness!” He groans as his release follows right behind.
Our movements slow, the sensual lust still buzzing in the air around us. I rest my head on his shoulder, still seated on him, while he strokes the back of my hair.
“You know you’re mine now, right?” He chuckles, and I sit back to stare at him. “Sorry, Candy, but there’s no way I’m fucking letting you go.”
I giggle. “Yours,” I say and nod my head. “I like the sound of that.”
His smile widens as he holds me in his arms, and I melt into this moment that I never want to end.
After everything we’ve been through tonight. There’s no way I’m letting him go. We’re stuck together, through moaning, murder, and madness.
EPILOGUE
CANDACE - ONE YEAR LATER
Never in mylife did I think that happiness like this was ever possible. An entire year has passed since walking through the doors of 6to9 strip club, where I met the man who would change my life forever.
Knox opened up a door for me that I could have sworn I had sealed shut long ago. He stood by me while I learned to love myself, while showing me what it feels like to be loved so fiercely by another.
Staring at my reflection in our penthouse apartment bathroom, I finally recognize the woman looking back at me. Someone I’ve learned to love and care for through all of my worst days.
Adjusting the straps below my wine-red brassiere, I twist my body to the side, checking out how my lace panties accentuate my curves. My long black hair cascades down my back, a stark contrast to the pink I wore for so long.
The night Jason died, something shifted inside of me. I became a deeper, more intentional version of myself. A change in my appearance felt necessary to embrace the new devious way that I felt.
I grin, liking what I see in my reflection, and know that Knox will too. Grabbing the lollipop off the counter, I unwrap it and pop it in my mouth. Turning on my heel, I strut towards the bedroom feeling confident as ever in my ability to bring my man to his knees.
Opening the door, I clear my throat, pulling Knox’s attention away from his book. He lies back against the headboard of our bed, his tattooed, buff chest bare, wearing only a pair of reading glasses that makes butterflies flutter in my pussy. I’m willing to bet he’s not wearing anything below the blankets and that thought alone makes it hard for me to keep my cool. His eyes darken at the sight of me, and a guttural groan from deep within his chest comes out of his mouth.
“Are you eating candy?” He asks, and I pull the lollipop out of my mouth, sucking it with such force that it comes out with a “pop”.
“Well, that’s fitting,” he growls and tosses his book onto the nightstand. Knox rips the blankets off his body and lunges at me like a ferocious animal. A squeal leaves my mouth as I laugh and try to pivot his attack, but he reaches me before I’m able to get away. Picking me up, he cradles me in his arms, and carries me over to the bed, laying me down on my back.
“Mr. Knox, what strong arms you have.” I tease.
He grins, and takes the lollipop out of my mouth, dragging the sticky sweet candy down my chest and over my stomach. He drags it down… down… down… until reaching my pussy, his eyes transfixed on how my body reacts to his touch. He slides it through my dripping cunt, coating it with slick arousal. Just when I think he’s going to pull it away, he pushes the lollipop inside of me, causing me to gasp at the intrusion.
In and out, he rubs my cunt with the candy, teasing my clit with its hard shell, bringing me to the edge of release. Just as I’mabout to come, he pulls the lollipop out of me and pops it back into my mouth,
“Do you like how you taste, baby?” He watches me suck on it, my chest rising and falling as I take in the sweetness of the sugar mixed with my own wetness.
“Mhmm,” I moan through my full lips.
“My turn,” his eyes grow dark as he takes in the sight of my pretty pink pussy on full display. He laps at the entirety of my cunt, flicking his tongue across my clit, making my eyes roll back as I struggle to catch my breath. Grabbing hold of his tousled hair, I push his face further into me, flying high on the ecstasy of feeling his tongue between my legs. He comes up for air, and I can see that he, too, is high off this moment.
